Evening Star Newspaper, August 22, 1928, Page 33

YEP THATS ™' House ! LOOK AT TH' NESS You UT MR. LISTEN HR. METCALFE — THINK OF MY POOR WELL HR.M=GINIS TLL SCE WHAT T'flE CHEERFUL CHERUB NOW IF THIS BIRD lec GUYS PUT ME IN, WHEN You NGNS WIFE - YOU'VE GOT A HEART! THINK OF THE CAN BE DPNE! TLL GET IN ToueH -~ . X HOMILIATION OND DISAPPOINTHENT ! FOR TH' WITH THE OTHER NMEMDBERS OF THE BEDTIME STORIFQ plebs A | ————— METCALFE WILL ONLY TURNED DOWN THE STATUE S h s | {The stars For all LISTEN To RCASON ALL [ OF MRS. MeGINIS! SHES ILL L8 IKE MONT YOO TRy To GET THOSE || SoMtTTEE An LET YOU KNOW e ! WILL BE WeLL! WITH A NERVOUS DBREAKDOWN, FELLOWS TO O-K. THIS WORK OF ART 30 IT || Tye RESAT. DROP N their dignity AN’ TVE GOT THIS CAl BE ERCCTED SONEWHERE (N CHICAGO? || To-ropeon ¢ Cl;l:.lem: Watches and Shivers. L‘;:x‘“h"“‘;f;:lmlle\m:h:\oil“l:’\:a[}g;mg “1_1::‘;5 N fust smile across the STATUE O My Hanp3 [ /. I AINT PORTICULAR WHERE ‘fou PUT IT A Tiue qmother love makes wentle een | po doubt as to what it was. But itj shy ON AND NO PLACE TO PUT| &3 LONG AS IT5 N TW \T! CoNT YoU CHANGE - i : Ol Mother Nature e Kitien with only the tinjes To see our little K F sven as erer : £ Perhaps you remember that Chatterer | hoted this there was a rush and an- ragtime world . o the Red Squirel had escaped from | Other Kitten pounced on this kitten. | | Gro Jrzzing g\;l | By = Z Cubby Bear and from the kittens of | Then over and over they rolled in the i Pop MOMAND Mrs. Yowler the Bobeat by darting into | leaves. They pretended to bite. They . a little hole in the ground He cer- | cuffed each other. They kicked with R came tainly was red Squirrel, He really | their hindieet. - Suddenly one of them ! hadn't had & good look at those Kit-|#ol to his feet and scampered off. In It Looks e e it e At Rirs, Yowler | ah instant the other after him | bad any babies and so really didn't| They were playing. Yes, sir, they wer Hopeless. playing. It was rough-and-tumble play | but it was play just the same | They chased each other around th (rees. They played hide-and-seek. They | played as ony two kiltens can play And they played hard. Chatterer wa | o interesied in watching them that he | poked his whole head out. Who they | - | were he couldn’t imagine. | Bl F o1 HALF \DEA ? = YUK But Chatterer didn't have to wait| 4 3 \ E g ISNT IT A AS GOOD s & DONE WENT . [ - AN GOT ME long to find out whose babies these | | were. Out of the shadows stepped Mrs. | =4 1 M Looxking' A | Yowler the Bobeat. You may be surc | |, ‘BEAUTIFUL LOOKIN AS that Chatterer drew in his head hastily \_ NIGHT ¢ She- stretched out on the ground lazily, ( T~ — | all the time fondly watching those kit- | { tens. They pounced on her. They tum- | bled over her. They played with her | They played with her twitching | By 1. She rolled them around | paas, Now and again she | > L-HUNTLEY e of them. It was plain to| > that Mrs. Yowler was very fond and very proud of her babies, s, of course. [ & mother should be | | A \ < IN AN INSTANT THE OTHER WAS For a long time Mrs. Yowler and the ! A . e o 2 Z AFTER HIM. Kittens played together. Then the Kit- / ] ¢ T OIFFERENCE 2 —HIT'S FIXIN tens grew tired and curled up against Mescal Must ™ ¢ 3 : know just who the enemies were who their mother for a nap. She hersell, p » g < had given him so great a fright ced slecpily. Somehow or other. she | Have Water . . ) TO RAIN Chatterer ran along a little under- didn't look the fierce hunter that Chat- R " ANYLOW ground gallery was an old gallery | t knew her to be. He thought of | on the Brain 5 that had been made by Whitefoot the | this as he watched her. And then | e : Wood Mouse. In places it was a littie | thought came to him which brought amall for Chatterer, but he could with it a feeling of panic. These Kit- | scueeze through and he did. By and | tens would grow up. Already there were | 1t into an old stump. Chat-| Mr. and Mrs, Yowler hunting nightly terer better then. Up it led until | through the Green Forest, and with finally Chatterer poked his head out of two more of these fierce hunters. life a little hole several fret ab the | would be very hard. indeed. for_the| ground. It was good to peck out. It |little people in the Green Forest. Sud- = A = = was good to get the fresh air. But denly Chatterer wanted to get Away == 2 S5 _:d : Chatterer did no more than peek out. | from there. He wanted to get home to A A S Bt s o S I - AND WC DECIDED THAT IN ORDER 1\ DON'T B& RIPICULOUS, TAMING ALL WET > B cldn't ‘ake any chances 'He had | hi own ‘part of the Opeen Forect NS R TR Sonne e ad too great a fright for that Yes. over near the Old Orchard, at Farmer ARC GONNA PUT on) A REAL cA S e s St A A LION IS GASY. [MUTT, © gir. he had had too great a fright for | Brown's. He wanted to be where he vse, SRe SYe ALL You GOTTA 2 that He didn't even poke his nose out | would not be likely to have Yowler and SOCIETY CIRCUS- THe PRoceeds)| T caLLs | [(UERE, EVERYTHING THAT OUR NAME ) Do 1S FORCE THe Lion TO COULDN'T anv farther than he had to i order | Mrs. Yowler and these little Yowlers as OF WHICH wiLL Go T» Buy LION TAMERS' * IMPLIES- WE'RE BeLieue You AINT AERAD Be So to see. neighbors. Without thinking, he dug BATHI s GOANNA LGT You TAMC A — T o ja LRy HING SUITS Fop ] At first Chatterer didn't see anything | his claws into the wood. They made a Fut iSLANficQ il ), REAL LION. J =—5~ i DECEITFUL. Je of the leaves caught his | hungry eves of Mrs, Yowler were star- it You CAN 5 [MES NOTHING 3 quick s He looked in that direc- | ing straight up into his own PRACTISE “ = L BOINGE ¥ 3 U+ B T 5 / ooAYL (K fh N | Z. e’ Abe Martin Savs: | | LITTLE BENN S - " o PEEE BY LEE PAPE. s ual, but a moment later little sound. In an instant the fierce HER After suppir pop sed, The firemens Bup Fisue fair 15 on tonite, nuthing would give me more plezzure than to go in town and see the hicks get separated from The Lion their money. And me and him and ma went to the | Tamers Are fair, being a lot of numbers to bet on and things to throw base balls at and| Gonma Put diffrent things, pop saying. Well by gol- 2 Tee if here 1sent a berd with the old | on a Society shell game, Ive herd about thaf dodge : all my life but this is the ferst one I Circus. | ever asually saw, wat fools we mortals be, they all know its a skin game and vet look at them all wawking rite up to % be stung. — Meening some man with 2 upside- = down Tound things on a little table JUST CAUSE 1 LOST MY OPENING GAME HEY WHO'S Do’ ALL THAT Er e e S THEY DITCHED ME FOR ANOTHER PITCHER HOLLERIN' WHILE 1M IN THE X body they couldent tell wich one it roll- |AT GUY FOR DOING ME s i m 1M GoNNA ed under, wich a lot of diffrent men i i BOX 72~ IF 1 HEAR ANOTHER CHANGE MY tried and all bet wrong and lost their i | . money, pop saving, Theres nuthing to 3 it . 5 LYEL?' TLL (OME OVER ‘P[TCH A it. all you haff to do is wateh wich one i { 2 AN' CLEAN UP THE ' vou see §t go under and then bet on the | I TeNT ! BACK A better than tupnel would be | Oth°T_one, Tl get 5 dollers out of him I i K - e : H : g funnel fer proposed subway con- | Uhrg he :,'l‘f“:“d'n’,’l‘,,;“"}";‘ e ; s z 3 To TH' SHOWERS - pectig: Windsor, Canada, breweries With | e saging. Tl take a chance.’and the 2 : 2 YOU'RE AW WET!! ) & man sed, Thats the ideer, you cant lose . g & - e ctagl —t ! if your eye is faster than the little ball. | NoMudiliawi | And he quick lifted up the 2 round | No Mudslinging | things and the ball rolled under one o - S olof them and he quick put them down agen, saying, Name your shell, mister. “Well sling no mud in this cam- {0 . : ¢ e, g mo mud_in tie com; | Vares the prcy e ban” " T sane of leaders of the parties twain, now - d“ i e i SRR e Yolers wei Wil pdu- |D0Ied Ko She'vns Ko bell didmt 9 e e e e e gate wil | Inder and the man lifted it up and e A e e R taignt, | SUrC CDUM it wasent there, the man say- when we have spicled. The vital issues | I8 No. too bad, its merely a matter of T e e e o "aiatiorms | ACCUrate observation, try agen mister. good and sound: we'll Kick no states- | | Nuhing doing, pop sed. And we| man’s dog: around, we’ll throw nU’?""‘ ed away, pop saying, That game D O o ke bf yesteryear |15 Crooked, thats wats the’ matter with shall 1ot f:this campaign appear; we'll | that game, and ma sed. Well dident e mbcctse Uloar to. all | YOU #8Y it ‘was a skin game before you B eeening. thus to | t¥ied 1L and pop sed, Yes, but I dident | know that.speakers will confront the it was crooked. And be guick put [Caoore, cet me A foe and no dead cats or dornicks throw, | IS hand in his inside pocket, saying, | ’ 2 WHAT'S “THE 1DEA OF and shun abuse; politely statesmen wm»z“"l gods my wallet, somebodys snitch- | v USING A FLOANTER 2 uprise, sidestepping scandal, bunk and | g “TRERE \SH'T o i DTS, g A logic. wise, | Did vou say anything about watch- | - g “{r, ol ’\1.“‘ oi DO You ‘SEE and cook his goose. When such a pro- | 108 hicks being separated from their o illsilig ST ThAT WATER | gram is outlined we feel the world is | Money. how much was in it? ma sed, | ) el 8 TANK 2 more refined, old evil things are left | and pop sed, Just for that youll never | ) N TV H behind, we grow in grace: no more shall | Know G e 7 ] we denounce the dirt that decorates our | And we quick went back to the farm. Ve neighbor's shirt, old vicious ways we | | will desert, and all things base. ~“But.” | : | say three pessimists or two, “the cam- | My Neighbor Says: paign yet is very new, and statesmen | Flat silver is Take a friendly view of smiling foes: the | | in the b o o s FREEMAN campaigns always start this way, and | Table knife on the right, next, every one is blithe and gay, and none | | fish knife, soup spoon and finally All campaigns show us at the start that there is first the table fork, then | | g Wwe have teen oid ills depart, men will | | the fish fork. It should be re- Ultra 3 ? / ) : | orate; thersll be no call for salve or | | knife should be turned toward Cautious. N AN - 1 - = lint, thereil be no yarns of lurid tint. | | the plate. Any additional silver 3 . o -/ 1 o AN il s bilter word will say, or bust a nose | | ovster fork. On the left side, # / iy 4 D D rs u\—,g;\.‘,_ | - 5‘1 A\ WA appeal to brain and heart when they membered that the blades of the | feka - no adjectives unfit to print. no hymn used during the meal is brought | L of hate. But as the campaign waxes | | on with the course for which it < Z - - A | Lo old the foemen will begin to scold, and | | is to be employed, such as salad, | | p= > > ¥ — ~ = shirtsieeves will then be uprolled. and | | game, dessert and coffee. These | | s fists will fiy. peace will not seem a | | utensils are never placed on the precious boon, and men will scrap all | | table in advance. afternoon. and there’ll be whiskers on A dash of salt improves choco- the moon as she sails by” | late tudge. WALT MASON. | I WRITE The Boy Who Made Good. —By WEBSTER. : |GHT- HANDED - CAN WRITE BOTH - ; P> ) ,3.- MY LIL' BROTHER RIGNT-HANDED ' iz YEA“? g JUS' ASK YOUR Pop \ ) || S 2 | Vi rvrierF -HANDED! AINT THAT i | i R FUNNYZ -rypg\g;rr 4 ! ==\_ AN F I CAN'T! s S VAL LFOLLY By | GENE BYRNES A Great Writer. Gy COmFC? 1 AT & Cav o Ein s v ——tteams s BRI LY SIS o s SL AR HELLO! LO ! IS THIS DO I'M SURE 1'™M GQIN’ TO { . S WHITEY ? SAY *DOC —1c’r‘1 18 GETTING ON IN THE ENJOY IT - HE SEEMS IaELer: A¥R2§1'-|°r53‘ VSIM GONNA BE A STENOG WORLD . WITH A STENOG || SUCH A WIDE - AWAKE. / FOR INSOMNIA FOR THE 0R PARSON POPEVYE ! AN’ EVER'THING! L OED DRI e LAST THREE YEARS ! e 4 | 1 T (37 ALBERTINE RANDALL Doc Whitey Ought to | Know.